Page 44 of Confusing Hearts

“You’re certain? There’s no turning back after this,” I reminded her.

She gave me a wicked grin. “I’m yours, so claim me already, in every way possible.”

I growled and sunk my teeth into the smooth ivory column of her neck. It was quickly followed by a pinch on mine as she bit into me. For one brief moment, a calm I never knew existed washed over me, and then came the frenzy.

Jenna

Chapter 14

Of course I’d been told about the bonding process, but I hadn’t expected it to feel that way. I thought it would hurt; it hadn’t. I thought the taste of his blood would make me gag, but it had quite the opposite effect. As my fangs began to retract, I was a little disappointed. That one perfect moment seemed to end much too quickly. I licked at the spot I’d just left on Chase’s neck, watching it seal shut. The mark of our bond.

I kissed the spot and felt his entire body tremble. When I pulled back to look at him, a shyness set in and I couldn’t fully meet his eyes. Bonding was far more intimate than sex, or so I had heard. I was still a virgin, so I had nothing to compare it to.

The warmth and completeness we just shared was overwhelming me. My body was on fire with this sort of buzzing sensation I didn’t recognize. Was that normal? Did he feel it, too?

I finally made myself meet his eyes, and what I saw there took my breath away. His pupils were dilated and there was something wild about them. I could feel his wolf in a new way and he was close to the surface. It called to my panther.

I wasn’t aware of how heightened my senses were until Chase’s hand brushed up my thighs where I still straddled his lap. His fingers left a trail of heat behind and I shivered at his touch. Desire welled up deep within me, as a growing warmth spread out from the pit of stomach.

I leaned down and kissed him, watching him watch me closely. I knew he was waiting to see what I’d do. My handsome mate looked so incredibly sexy with an unabashed wild expression in his eyes. Mine didn’t leave his, until they closed of their own accord as our lips touched. I moaned as I opened myself to him.

Chase Westin was a man who knew how to kiss. As my lips parted, his tongue began a sensual dance with mine, as if we both knew all the right movements to please the other. A possessive growl reverberated through his entire body, igniting a fire deep within me.

With a feverish frenzy I began removing my own clothes, breaking our kiss to pull my shirt over my head as he watched. Next to go was his shirt, as our clothes were thrown without care throughout the room. I didn't stop until we were both gloriously naked, and I rose and stood before him, letting my eyes roam over every inch of his body with open curiosity. I saw his manhood twitch under my scrutiny and it gave me more confidence than I ever knew existed.

“You are so beautiful,” he said reverently. “Come here.” He pulled me back down onto his lap.

The sensations of my soft, sensitive skin brushing against the hard planes of his body was almost more stimulation than I could handle. My senses were going into overdrive, but something wild and untamed within me was aching to burst free.

It wasn’t the first time Chase and I had shared an intimate moment. I knew what he could do with those hands, but it had in no way prepared me for what that man could do with his mouth. My head was spinning, and bright lights flashed behind my eyelids. I cried out his name as he brought me to the peak of ecstasy.

He was grinning in satisfaction as he kissed his way back up my body. Slowing the pace with gentle, sweet kisses across my cheeks, nose, and finally my mouth, I sighed into him, feeling elated and relaxed as my convulsing body began to still.

“Living room officially christened,” he said.

With quick reflexes, Chase was off the couch faster than I knew possible. The cool air against my abandoned skin barely had time to register before he scooped me up and carried me to the only closed door in the room. Balancing me against the doorframe, he freed a hand and turned the knob, kicking the door open as we proceeded forward.

“Wow,” I said in surprise. A beautiful king-sized log bed filled much of the room.

“Do you like it?” he asked, sounding a little nervous.

“It's gorgeous,” I told him honestly, but the thought of sleeping in someone else's bed was like tossing cold water on the fire within me.

Guessing the source of my distress, Chase said, “I wanted to pick everything out together, but I really wanted a bed for us. Don't worry, it's brand new. My realtor oversaw the delivery this morning.”

He really had thought of everything. Carefully he lowered me to the bed and I knew I would have a tough time ever leaving it. The mattress was firm, yet so very soft, almost like laying on a cloud. I had never seen such a luxurious bed before. I moaned in satisfaction as I stretched out, testing it.

Chase gulped hard, but smiled so big his dimples popped out. I sat up and tugged him towards me. Since the first time I had seen those dimples I'd had an irrational desire to taste and explore them. My tongue delved into the crevices, first on one cheek, then the next, as I kissed my way between them. On my second pass, he nipped at my lips, causing me to giggle in delight.

He joined in with his own playful explorations and soon the fire that was still simmering within began to ignite once again. Our carefree caresses soon had us both panting. I reached for him, feeling his manhood for the first time as his eyes rolled back and he groaned in pleasure. He didn't let me explore long, even as my confidence continued to grow.

Soon I found myself pinned beneath him as he positioned himself between my legs. My breathing was erratic and my body burning from within.

Chase leaned down and nipped, then kissed the mark he had left on my body that signaled to all that I was his.

“Are you ready?” he whispered, pushing himself up on his arms to stare into my soul.

I could only nod.

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